Chapter 412 What kind of bitterness drama is this horse riding?
Those dozens of breaths soaring into the sky.
Most of them are at the ninth level.
One of them even clearly reached the king level!
Such a lineup of reinforcements immediately changed the expressions of Qiao Sizhu and Zhuo Rou.
"It's the black priests and the temple knights!"
"What, what should I do?"
Both women looked panicked.
The Temple Knights are warriors who are selected by the Goddess of Life Religion from an early age to have outstanding qualifications and are carefully cultivated.
Not only does he have firm faith and will, but he also possesses very strong strength.
Including excellent martial arts and skillful magical release skills.
to some extent.
It is equivalent to a combination of priest and professional.
But the temple knights are much stronger than the professionals.
A formal temple knight's strength is at least equivalent to the ninth level.
It’s comparable to the white-robed priest!
At this time, leaving the station and running towards Lin Ze and the others, there was a priest in black and more than a dozen temple knights.
at the same time.
The Turin warriors and priests present also recovered from the initial attack and fought back one after another.
The overwhelming attack swept towards Messiah like a torrential rain.
Many people turned to kill Lin Ze.
In the blink of an eye.
Lin Ze and his party were surrounded.
Looking at this scene, Amira breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately an expression of hatred mixed with pleasure appeared on her face.
"Damn aliens! They killed so many of our compatriots!"
"Pay for your sins with blood!"
Amira can see it clearly.
Although that angel girl is powerful, she is still far from a king-level pet beast.
The beast master who controls her should be a senior golden beast master.
For a beast master of this level, faced with the siege of a black-clad priest and more than a dozen temple knights, there would be no other end except death.
Thinking of this, Amira felt more and more relieved.
He sneered and shouted:
"The melee professionals are on top, and the priests are using their binding magic to hold back these damn aliens!"
"Don't let them escape!"
All the Turin warriors and priests responded in unison.
With the blessing of faith, they broke out with fierce fighting power.
Looking at this scene, Qiao Sizhu and Zhuo Rou's faces became paler.
The Turin people's fearless attack made it impossible for Lin Ze and Messiah to escape immediately.
And once you are entangled, it won't take long for reinforcements to arrive.
Until then.
Even if they wanted to leave, it would be too late.
In fact.
Even if you leave now, it's too late.
No matter how fast the Flying Soul Technique is, with two burdens attached, it is impossible to get rid of the pursuing Turin strongman.
It won't be long before they are caught up too.
The outcome will not change at all!
The only way.
This is where you kill all the Turinians!
Including reinforcements!
But how is it possible to do that kind of thing?
Let’s not talk about Qiao Sizhu.
Zhuo Rou had seen Lin Ze's power with her own eyes, and even knew that he had single-handedly destroyed a Turin camp.
But the current enemy army is much stronger than the Turin camp with a first-level temple.
Even Lin Ze would have a hard time dealing with it, right?
I thought there was hope of rescue, but in the blink of an eye I fell into the abyss again.
The huge contrast made Qiao Sizhu and Zhuo Rou look desperate.
"Lord Linze!"
Zhuo Rou suddenly raised her head and looked at Lin Ze, her face turned pale but her eyes were very firm.
"You can take the young lady and escape. If you are alone, your chances of escaping from the pursuing army should be great!"
"No! How can I abandon you and run away alone?"
Qiao Sizhu objected loudly.
Although Zhuo Rou is nominally her deacon, the two of them grew up together and have a sisterly affection.
There is no difference from real relatives!
That's why Zhuo Rou tried every possible means to rescue Qiao Sizhu.
Qiao Sizhu will not just watch Zhuo Rou die!
"Miss, now is not the time to be willful! It is better to sacrifice me alone than to die together for everyone!"
"Then you should sacrifice me! This incident was originally caused by me. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be in this situation!"
"I am your deacon! There is no reason for a deacon to let his master die!"
"Now that you know that you are my butler, you should obey your master's orders!"
"Stop, stop, stop!"
Lin Ze helplessly interrupted the loving master and servant.
"By the time your argument comes to an end, the enemies have already arrived on the battlefield!"
Qiao Sizhu and Zhuo Rou were both startled and turned to look.
Sure enough, we found that the reinforcements were less than 200 meters away from the battlefield.
At this distance, they could even clearly see the mighty golden-red armor of the Temple Knights.
Seeing this, the two of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.
"I'm sorry, miss."
"I should apologize to you! It was all my willfulness that led to this situation!"
After a pause, Qiao Sizhu looked at Lin Ze and said softly:
"Brother Lin, thank you for coming all the way to rescue me, but you'd better leave us and go on your own!"
"If you are alone, it will definitely not be a problem to escape the Turin people's pursuit!"
"..."
If it weren't for the fact that both hands were holding the girl, Lin Ze would have wanted to rub his eyebrows.
What kind of sad drama is this horse riding staged?
"I said,,,,,,I never said it was a desperate situation, right?"
Qiao Sizhu and Zhuo Rou were both stunned and looked at him blankly.
Under the stunned gazes of the two women, Lin Ze turned on hero mode without saying a word.
In an instant.
Dazzling white light radiated from around him.
An invisible and extremely powerful aura enveloped the entire battlefield in an instant.
Not far away, the black-clothed priests and temple knights, who were speeding like meteors, stopped in unison.
He looked at Lin Ze with a horrified look.
"what happened?"
"What a strong breath!"
"It emanates from that young man!"
The group of people all looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
Even the strong men from Turin who came to help were shocked, let alone being held in Lin Ze's arms and facing Qiao Sizhu and Zhuo Rou in hero mode at close range.
The two women stared blankly at Lin Zecan's golden eyes, and the thought of surrender almost couldn't help but arise deep in their hearts.
Lin Ze didn't care about the two girls' reactions at this time.
He spoke calmly.
"Messiah."
The figure of the angel girl in the distance suddenly flashed, leaving the battlefield in an instant and returning to Lin Ze's side.
The people of Turin came after him relentlessly.
The black-clothed priests and more than a dozen temple knights' eyes flickered, and they all took action in unison.
A moment.
Lin Ze fell into an overwhelming siege.
However.
He looked calm from beginning to end.
The invisible soul power surged, centered on him, and suddenly spread in all directions.
The next second.
Night falls suddenly!
Countless bright stars were pulled by the huge invisible force, drawing dazzlingly brilliant trajectories from the void, and falling densely toward the ground like a storm.